Ella's POV:
After the call ended, I sat there staring at my phone, a mix of emotions swirling inside me, relief, frustration, and, strangely enough, a tinge of hope.
Arec had apologized, but the sting of doubt still lingered. Why had he been so quick to believe Joanne's assumption? Why had he doubted me?
I sighed, sinking deeper into the couch. It wasn't that I didn't understand where Arec was coming from.
The situation wasn't easy for either of us. But still, it hurt. I hadn't done anything wrong, yet here I was, feeling like I had to prove myself to him. I wasn't sure if I was ready to deal with these kinds of misunderstandings and doubts. This wasn't how I'd imagined things would be.
A contract marriage with a man like Arec should've been simple, clear-cut. But as the days went by, it felt like the lines were blurring, and I wasn't sure if it was just the baby that was making things more complicated, or something else entirely.